This past week has been all about getting into the swing of being up and ready early on and trying to work out the best time to leave to get to the schools at the correct time and still be able to park! We have got a hang of if now and are ready to rock this school year!
Amellia has been going in fantastically and is absolutely loving her new school! She told me that she wishes there was no weekend so that she could go to school everyday. On Monday she did have a little cry going in but the teacher came over and chatted to her about her coat and then took her by the hand and they headed in, I think after the weekend she was just thrown a bit, she really strives off a routine so once she gets into the swing of it again she will be grand.
Her changing school has really been one of the best things I have ever done. My only negative about it is that I wish I had done it sooner. This school is providing her with so much more support and help than she ever received at her previous school. They are also keen to get everything else rolling to be able to provide her with even more help and support. She got 20/20 on her weekly spelling test and was over the moon, we are super proud of her and even more importantly she is really proud of herself and was so excited to tell everyone.
Dylan still isn’t really loving going into school, they have been trying putting him in a buggy to get him to the class as they can’t lift them Incase they were to trip and fall and cause the child to then get an injury which I completely understand. He too found it even harder on Monday and I reckon that is because he had been off for the two days and had got back used to that, but hopefully soon he will learn that school is great and he gets those two days off to be with me.
He seems to be a bit hit and miss with how he settles once in the class. One day it only took him 15 minuets but then the next day again he was back up too taking a long time to settle so it really is a take each day as it comes type of thing he always comes out happy and smiling when he sees us so that makes it a lot easier, not sure I could leave him if he was coming out crying too!
Hope your little ones and you are settling back into the school routine ?
Thursday was the first day for both my kiddies and they couldn’t have had more opposite experiences to the whole school thing.
Amellia absolutely loves her new school, on Friday morning she was dancing in my car with excitement before going in (which you may have seen on my insta story) and she has said that she wishes the weekend was only one day so she didn’t have to wait to go back to school. I just hope she continues to love her new school, they are offering her so much support and that is bound to help her settle and enjoy school more.
Dylans experience was the complete opposite. When we were walking down the hallway to his classroom he was fine and waited for his friend to catch up with him and I was starting to think it was going to go really well and he was going to love it, but as soon as we turned to walk through the door he would not go through and climbed up me as quick as possible while spontaneously exploding.
I carried him in and tried showing him some of the fun things they had out to play; sand, colouring, paint but nothing would settle him so they suggested putting him outside into the playground to see what he made of that. While they hurried him outside they told me to go. . as heart-breaking and as much as I really didn’t want to leave I couldn’t just ignore what they told me because in reality they have done this before and know what usually works best.
The parents then had a wee meeting to get to know some of the staff in the school and what they could do and provide for the children. After 45 minutes one of the classroom assistants came along to tell me that Dylan was settling for 5 minutes, remembering and looking for me and then settling again. After another 15 minutes they then brought the kids back to us and it was time to go home. As soon as he saw me he just kept repeating “mummys car” over and over again, he was more than ready to go home.
The next morning I woke up too carnage. Dylan had decided that doing a bit of poo art was the right thing to do, normally he shouts in the morning which wakes me up but he decided not to alert me and have a bit of a dirty protest and wake me with the smell. It was absolutely vile. I had my fingers crossed that the smell was going to be linked to something secured in his nappy but no such luck. I’m still scrubbing at the stains that refuse to budge! As soon as he saw me he started shouting “no school” over and over and over again.
I got him cleaned up, brought him downstairs and calmed him down. Amellia went to school dancing and singing then it was time to take him to school. After getting part of his uniform on I gave up, imagine wrestling with a alligator to put clothes on, Yeahh.. that’s why I gave up after he was decent.
The whole drive to the school he was going crazy in the back of the car, trying to undress, banging his head, hitting his legs etc.. I was waiting for him to fall asleep he was getting that worked up, but he didn’t.
Pulling into the carpark, walking to the class he was just going absolutely berserk. I had given myself a pep talk that it would be ok, they know what they are doing.. but it didn’t work.
They more or less had to remove him from me finger by finger. He was clinging on for dear life. It was absolutely horrendous. I just wanted to scoop him up and run away and never look back. I ended up in tears as they took him from me, it was such a horrible experience.
They came down to the room where we were meeting other members of staff after 40ish mins and said that he was doing the same as last time settling and then remembering again. This time at least when they brought him back to me he didn’t seem quiet as distressed but was busy shouting bye to everyone because he just wanted to be gone. He fell asleep as soon as he got into my car, which is only something he does when he is really worked up so that sort of summed up the day for me.
On Monday they are going to see how he gets on and have said that they will text/call me when they need me to pick him up. I’ll be sure to let you know how the next week goes.. at least on Monday I can sing to them “It’s my birthday, I can cry if I want too” so I wont look quite so bizarre crumbling into a heap on the ground in tears.. maybe that will make me look crazier actually.. oh well.
Wish me luck!